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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Tank and the Bangas
Tank and the Bangas
Künstler:in
DUCKWRTH
DUCKWRTH
Stimme und Gesang
Christian Scott aTunde Adjuah
Christian Scott aTunde Adjuah
Trompete
Tarriona Ball
Tarriona Ball
Stimme und Gesang
Dwayne Verner Jr.
Dwayne Verner Jr.
Bassgitarre
Albert Allenback
Albert Allenback
Flöte
Rachel Robinson
Rachel Robinson
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
DUCKWRTH
DUCKWRTH
Komponist:in
Christian Scott aTunde Adjuah
Christian Scott aTunde Adjuah
Komponist:in
Tarriona Ball
Tarriona Ball
Komponist:in
Peter CottonTale
Peter CottonTale
Komponist:in
Albert Allenback
Albert Allenback
Komponist:in
Rachel Robinson
Rachel Robinson
Komponist:in
Joshua Johnson
Joshua Johnson
Komponist:in
Norman Spence
Norman Spence
Komponist:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Mason Bronner
Mason Bronner
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Peter CottonTale
Peter CottonTale
Produzent:in
Dave Kutch
Dave Kutch
Mastering-Ingenieur:in

Lyrics

Old magazines scheming the pictures (scheming the pictures) Juicy couture (juicy couture) teasing the fellas Allure Pretty at Coachella, the weather Never changes her hair Fellows, the way she blows Movie star dreams Pretty on the scene Everyone knows her name But I just say Pretty in Coachella Just can't get enough fluff Just can't get enough of stuff Just can't get enough of stuff Just can't get enough of stuff Fast cars, hotel, fivе-stars, oh-well And well Fast cars, hotel, five stars, oh-well And well Cocaine by the mounds, champagne surrounds There she goes dancing all around Gemstones and gowns, cranberry crown Everyone knows, everywhere she goes It's Coachella Fast cars, hotels, oh-well, oh-well And well (groovin', baby) Fast cars, hotel, five-stars, oh-well And well (yeah, yeah, ayy, uh, check it) And who invited Ms. Tiffany diamonds With the Prada or Balenciaga dress to arrive in Young and excited, slight misguided Lines in her palm, but I know she ain't psychic And she on your line 'cause your flex ain't private VVS glow get to dancin' and shinin' Mountains of blow lookin' over horizons Put the blade to the white like a ninja that slices My God (God), what a trip (trip) You got the tuck (and?), And the nip, uh You got the clout (clout) and the whip But ironically, you can't get a grip, one time Got the Bimmer fully equipped, one time Even your girls is makin' a trip (Coachella!) The drugs, the fantasy, the chasing of the pleasures You realize it never made it better Just can't get enough of fluff Just can't get enough of stuff Just can't get enough of stuff Just can't get enough of stuff Just can't get enough of fluff Just can't get enough of stuff Just can't get enough of stuff Just can't get enough She's out of your league, and you'll never please her Just leave her, but you can't stop watching her Like a painting falling, you wanna save it Ooh-la-la Pink (pink)
Writer(s): Jared Lee, Tarriona Ball, Joshua Johnson, Albert Allenback, Norman Spence, Rachel Robinson, Christian Scott, Peter Wilkins, Dwayne Verner Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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